Chapter 329: Bread and Dagger (27)[R-18]
Chapter 329: Bread and Dagger (27)[R-18]
The castle at midnight was shrouded in silence.
The Yurdina family was the very symbol of the Empire’s military authority.
The one who led tens of thousands of private soldiers was none other than Marquis Yurdina. Furthermore, he was a veteran commander who had waged a war against the elves that had lasted for centuries.
Though he was currently weakened by illness, the family’s power, built over generations, remained fully intact.
This was why Yurdina Castle was still referred to as "impregnable."
Soundproof barriers were installed throughout the castle for security reasons. They were intended to minimize information leaks even if a spy managed to infiltrate.
Moreover, the guards stationed at every corridor were elites. Only those who had sworn loyalty to Yurdina for many years were permitted to stand watch.
Thus, infiltrating Yurdina Castle was nearly impossible.
To reach the bedchamber where a member of the Yurdina bloodline resided was even more so.
There was only one exception to this rule.
When the owner of the bedroom granted permission.
Tonight, Senior Delphine wished to speak with me in secret. That was why the hallway leading to her room was unusually deserted.
Senior Delphine had been so meticulous that not even the slightest presence could be felt outside her door.
At the time, I simply felt a sense of admiration.
Senior Delphine is being that careful about rooting out the traitor.
But looking back, I couldn't help but suspect that even this was part of a calculated plan.
Left entirely alone, there was nothing to hold us back.
Pressing lips together, intertwining tongues.
Tickling each other’s sensitive skin until, eventually, we became one.
Even then, there was no need to worry about anything.
It was the same even when Senior Delphine, pinned beneath me, let out feverish moans.
After all, there was no one here but the two of us.
That fact completely shook my mind, already intoxicated by the night and the wine.
I thought I had gone mad.
And that was more than half true.
Maintaining one's sanity while facing a woman as alluring as Senior Delphine was an absurdity. I let out a faint groan even as I kissed her.
Every time I thrust my hips, the slick membranes clung to me.
That strange heat and pressure sent a thrill up my spine, delivering waves of pleasure. I wouldn't know since it was my first time, but the inside of Senior Delphine felt incredible.
So much so that my cluttered mind went completely blank.
I was someone who lacked both knowledge and experience. Senior Delphine was no different.
So, the two of us had no choice but to surrender our bodies to desire and overlap our flesh.
That alone was enough.
Senior Delphine’s expression, which had been pained at first, eventually softened. Her once-tight interior also relaxed, greedily milking my member.
A sweet scent lingered in her breath.
Senior Delphine looked up at me with heated eyes.
Was it affection, or was it lust?
I could only think, through my ragged breaths, that it was an emotion as thick and viscous as honey.
"Nng, ah... Master! Ah, hng, yes!"
Senior Delphine, twisting her body as she moaned, was incredibly submissive.
It was impossible to imagine that this was the same woman who had been provoking me just moments ago. She was simply letting out cries of pleasure in time with the rhythm of my hips.
I was gradually getting to know her body.
How to elicit a better reaction.
Where to tease her to make her let out those breathless moans.
And I began to realize that a steady rhythm was more important than a messy, frantic tempo.
I was someone who had done nothing but train my body since childhood.
Once I understood the knack for it, applying it in practice was easy. As a test, I drove myself in with force, all the way to the root.
Splat.
Fluid sprayed, and Senior Delphine’s spine arched.
"Hk—?!"
Instinctively gritting her teeth, she reacted as if her eyes were about to roll back.
I could tell by the slight twitching of her facial muscles.
This was a reaction born of pain, not pleasure.
The tricky part was that Senior Delphine was the type who found arousal within pain.
Therefore, I needed to find the right balance between pain and pleasure.
As I pondered how to solve this dilemma, I decided to use the simplest method.
My hand moved toward Senior Delphine’s breasts. When I pinched and pulled at the pale pink tips at their peaks, a ragged gasp escaped her.
"Hk?! Ahhh—?!"
Senior Delphine looked at me with eyes full of disbelief. Regardless, I gripped her breasts firmly and pulled, and her body, unable to withstand the pain, lifted slightly.
I used my free arm to pull her body toward me and lift her.
It was as if we were sitting face-to-face.
The point of contact became even tighter as my member delved deeper into her. Senior Delphine let out stifled gasps and tapped my back.
"Haah, wh-what are you... hyah?!"
But before she could offer any resistance, I stood up abruptly.
Naturally, Senior Delphine had no choice but to wrap her legs around my waist. It was a slightly awkward position, but the sensation wasn't bad.
The feeling of our thighs and buttocks clashing was magnificent.
Just by me taking a step, her hips naturally moved.
Unlike when we were lying down, I could feel my member sinking even deeper. Her interior, having swallowed me to the root, contracted in surprise.
The sensation of the membranes scraping against me made me let out a low groan.
I pushed her against the wall just like that and began to drive into her like a madman.
Then, Senior Delphine’s moans began to grow rapidly louder.
"Hng! Ah, ahh! Wa-wait... hng?! Yes, ah, yes! Mas— hnnnnng!"
Her body began to twitch with faint tremors. Senior Delphine tightened her grip with the arms and legs she had wrapped around me. She pleaded in a pathetic voice.
"I-it's all visible, hng, ah?!"
All visible?
I shifted my gaze to the spot she was desperately pointing at with her finger.
A full-length mirror stood there. In its clean, reflective surface, Senior Delphine’s melting face was clearly visible.
Hmm. After a moment of thought, a good idea occurred to me.
Lifting her body again, I walked over. Senior Delphine flailed in panic at my whim, but the initiative was already in my hands.
I set her down in front of the full-length mirror and spoke.
"Turn around."
Only then did she seem to realize my intention.
Her face, still gasping for air, flushed with shame.
"M-Master? This is my first time..."
"You said you were a slave."
I gave a faint smile and gently stroked her hair.
Her body shuddered at my touch.
"Then you should listen to your Master, shouldn't you?"
It was Senior Delphine who had provoked me first.
At the very least, I had the right to take my revenge.
Eventually, she hesitantly turned around.
Her pure white naked body was revealed before the mirror. She tried to cover her private parts with her palms out of sheer embarrassment, but I wasn't about to let that happen.
I pressed down firmly on her spine. Losing her balance for a moment, she leaned against the mirror.
And then, my member invaded her interior once more.
It didn't slide in smoothly. Because she was bent over awkwardly, her spine wasn't properly aligned.
Or so I assumed. It was just some knowledge I had overheard from Reto.
Virgins are such a pain for this reason, he’d said.
Even though I was a virgin myself.
I pressed down on her upper back, correcting her posture so her upper body arched like a bow. Then, as expected, I could slide in much more easily.
While Senior Delphine stared blankly at her own reflection in the mirror, I lifted her body once again. With my arms tucked between her legs, she could no longer close her thighs.
She let out a faint scream and covered her eyes.
"Wa-wait! This is too embarrassing..."
"For someone saying that, you're awfully wet."
At those words, her mouth snapped shut.
She slowly lowered the palms that had been covering her eyes.
The naked body reflected in the mirror was nothing short of obscene.
Her flushed cheeks, the drenched junction, and even the hardened tips of her breasts.
It seemed she was seeing this lewd version of herself for the first time.
Her eyes became fixed on the mirror in a daze.
I thrust deep into her again.
To be honest, it was a very uncomfortable position. The insertion itself was tricky.
However, the reward was worth the discomfort.
Splat. A few drops of love nectar splashed onto the mirror.
Watching the marks left by those droplets, Senior Delphine resumed her breathing. It was a breath that had become even more feverish and ragged.
Her blood-red eyes were wavering.
Fluid trickled down from the gap of her pulsing junction.
Undeniable proof that she was as aroused as she could possibly be.
Her panting breath was now as disarrayed as it could get.
I whispered in a hazy voice.
"See? You were wanting this."
"...Hng."
And the moment she trembled slightly.
Thud, thud, thud.
I thrust my hips repeatedly, stabbing deep into her. Then, she let out the loudest moan I had heard yet.
"Haaah?! Yes, ah, ahh, ah! Mas— hnnng! Masteeeer!"
Because of the awkward position, it wasn't a movement I could sustain for long.
But it didn't matter. It seemed she would reach her climax before then anyway.
Her hands gripped my shoulders. This, too, was an awkward position, but she didn't seem to have the energy to care.
Her body began to shake violently.
The panting breaths, the frantic moans, and the surging sensation of an impending climax.
All sensations swirled together, melting into a thick mass of pleasure.
And a moment later.
"Aah! Ah, haang! Ahh, ah, nng, haaaaaaaaaang!"
With her body convulsing, Senior Delphine squeezed out every last bit of breath remaining in her lungs. It was a long, drawn-out cry.
Even though she gritted her teeth, the sound leaked out for a long time.
Squelch. Her hips bucked, and transparent water sprayed out.
The water, sprayed several times, completely drenched the full-length mirror. I worried for a moment if I had done something wrong, but I soon dismissed the thought.
I could feel the happiness radiating from her body as she trembled with her head thrown back.
Rather, there was something else I truly needed to worry about.
I gritted my teeth and let out a low groan. At the moment the surging ejaculation rose, her membranes tightened around me, and I could no longer hold back.
I, too, felt the semen surge out, venting it all inside her.
That was the problem.
What kind of consequences would this impulsive act today bring?
A sudden fear washed over me, but when Senior Delphine staggered and fell forward, I had no choice but to catch her.
Fortunately, she managed to stand by leaning against the mirror.
Her panting breath and still-twitching legs bore witness to the wave of ecstasy that had crashed over her.
She asked me.
"Wh-what did you do?"
The gaze she turned toward me was quite sharp.
It was an abrupt question, but it seemed to be a sincere one. I tilted my head.
"What do you mean?"
There was no answer to my counter-question.
She simply remained lost in thought for a moment, panting.
Just as I was about to show a worried expression.
"...Master."
With an alluring smile, she began to sway her hips on her trembling legs.
It was a posture where her secret parts were visible without reservation.
Even the crevice dripping with cloudy fluid.
Her body seemed as though it was still not satisfied.
It was truly a greedy body.
With eyes that sparked with a strange longing like a flame, she spoke.
"It seems the punishment is still insufficient..."
And then, her lips curved into a slight arc.
"Would you please teach this female slave some manners?"
Seeing that, I let out a deep sigh and laughed.
The answer was already as good as decided.
That night, we spent a long time in ecstasy. Until Senior Delphine, exhausted, lost consciousness.
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That was why I didn't notice.
The fact that someone had been staring into the room incessantly.
Holding their breath.
A woman was staggering away, fleeing from the door.